He slammed.
PAAH
The sound was wet and deep. Not the sharp crack of flesh against flesh. A thick, liquid impact, the sound of something being filled that had never been filled. The twelve-inch cock drove through her spider pussy in one continuous, brutal, unstoppable push. The head parted the ribbed walls, the concentric rings of her channel stretching around the girth, each ridge gripping and releasing in rapid succession as the shaft passed through.
"AAAAAAH—MNRGH!"
Her scream was not a scream. It was a sound that existed between a scream and a moan, a high, trembling, wounded note that came from the deepest part of her chest and poured from her mouth around his thumb. Her dark eyes went wide. Then wider. Then the whites showed.
He groaned.
"Fuck..."
